
Three days is not enough time to enjoy a day off in Solo, where his parents live.
Letting go of longing is not enough for three days, it feels difficult to say the word to return home.
There is a sense of reluctance to return to Jakarta, but there is a big responsibility that makes him have to think again to stay in Solo.
Muta began exiting the room with one large suitcase, which he carried with him only a few clothes, and important documents.
"So come home tonight, son," said the mother. It feels not willing to stay, just yesterday met already have to be separated again.
"Yes buk, tomorrow I have to enter the office, work is waiting in Jakarta." Muta gave understanding to his mother.
There is no other choice, inevitably Melati's mother willingly lived in her son back. Although at home there is still the youngest, there is still a beeuby if among the three there is none.
At 7pm, Reksa left his house using an online taxi.
An hour in the air, Reksa has arrived at Soekarno-Hatta Airport safely.
*
Inevitably this morning Reksa has entered the office, but just last night he arrived in Jakarta. If it wasn't for an important meeting this morning, I would have taken a day off.
Just set foot in the main lobby immediately greeted the employees bowed respectfully, some say hello, some smile.
Mutual is not an arrogant boss, Mutual is a simple person. Not much to say, but smart in thinking, especially reading the gestures of body language employees.
"For Mr. Reksa," he said, the employees stood respectfully by closing ranks, his head lowered as his respect for the superior.
"Morning too, I go into the room first." Muta spoke as she passed by, leaving behind a faint smile.
"B-good Sir!" They simultaneously answered the words of Mr. Reksa with a sense of happiness.
Seldom is Reksa sir being friendly, is it possible to be in a better mood? or has changed even better. Neighboring whispers continued to mill between one employee, and another employee.
"We really have to get back to work, before anyone else knows that we are huddling." said one of the employees who participated.
After that they returned to their respective work desks, although there was a little unwillingness to disperse, for the common good they finally dissolved themselves together.
*
In his office, Reksa did not stop smiling, like there was a positive energy that came suddenly. Nothing else is not a meeting with his parents, able to bring a positive impact.
Already a lot of piles of documents, still not touch mutual. As if he was in a happy daydream, not realizing that he was in the office.
"Ehemm." Deheman's voice is able to stop his daydream.
"What's wrong?" tanyanya Reksa a little ketus. His face was the most right, annoyed her beautiful delusion a little disturbed.
"There's a pretty girl looking for you!" replied secretary.
A smile on his face.
"Who?" Mutuals are getting curious.
"By Larissa, a beautiful woman, smart, if I have to shake (fast move), dear if you miss a long time ago taken by others. Oh, my dear beautiful!" The secretary is at length.
The look on her face turned red, her secretary's words were very interesting to make her interested to discuss the conversation this morning.
Looking at Reksa's facial expression, the more certain that her boss put a little feeling. Again Reksa tried to brush it off, in view of his face was very obvious.
They dissolve in the conversation, unconscious time just keep going leaving little by little loss for a Ceo.
Time is money, the slogan is appropriate for an entrepreneur, and has a high business spirit. Similarly, Muta is not aware that it is a little detrimental to his time when talking about women who are in his dreams.